Part Six
(Two days later...)
I put my hand against the glass screen as I saw a mother open her hands and the nurse slowly placed her newborn child in her hands.
The child was screaming its head off; arms wailing in the air as if seeking, searching...trying to connect with something or someone.
The mother cooed and slowly placed kisses on the baby until the child slowly cooled down and became quiet.
The mother smiled and soon a man wrapped his arms around the mother and placed a kiss on the child, most likely the child's father and the woman's husband.
I felt my heart pang at the happy family and I drew away from the glass and walked away.
I sighed.
I was feeling depressed because I finished taking tests and I was reluctant on returning back to our...I mean my room.
Well after today it was going to become my room, once more until another patient came right in.
Then leave.
I sighed again.
I was avoiding Anand.
Not really avoiding but trying not to meet his eyes as I was mortified and embarrassed because of my weird breakdown and blowup two days ago.
I was mortified about how I acted and then blushing like an idiot recalling how he kissed me.
I placed my hands on my face as I felt a rush of heat being carried on my face that was probably reflecting as a blush.
I kissed him back didn't I?
Didn't I pass out in his arms as well and did he carry me as well back to the room?
I shook my head in embarrassment and after a while of freaking out I turned around back to the problem that was actually bothering me.
He was leaving.
Anand was trying to be discreet about packing even trying doing it when I had to take a shower or had to go for my tests or went to visit some of the children in the pediatric wing of the hospital but I knew today was the day his family had to take him home.
Away from here...
Away from me.
I sighed heavily.
He isn't mine.
Just a friend.
Another friend that was leaving.
If he is just a friend why did you kiss him back and why are you sssooo upset about him leaving?
My mind questioned.
I shook my head.
It's because he is a good friend...that I really like...that is all.
Hosh posh! Why did you always sneak glances at him while he was sleeping.
Because...he is...really handsome.
It's not like he is a usual person or guy; any girl will stop and stare at him.
His smile, well when he did smile, was just contagious almost infectious.
Plus he wasn't like most boys in a crowd plus his height...it makes you look up and up and up at him.
Plus those muscles that you can tell he has...his arms, his biceps...I wonder if he has any abs?
Six pack?
Eight pack?
Maybe?
If only I could have caught a glimpse of his chest.
I smacked my head at that thought.
Bad Kittu.
It seems as if my conscious was betraying me as of today.
Thinking of him like that...he would think I was perve if he knew what I was thinking.
It's just because he is so handsome...and sexy...really, really, sexy.
Maybe hot was the word.
An image of Anand popped into my mind and I felt my cheeks burn as along with that image came a topless Anand who was winking at me.
I shook my head and hit myself for thinking such thoughts.
He is a friend, a really handsome friend that is and was all.
I said more resiliently.
But didn't you confess that your heart sped up when you saw him and you even confessed you liked him...
It seemed my mind was betraying me once again today.
Or rather I was betraying myself and trying to deny everything.
Why?
To make things easier?
To make it seem as if it wasn't going to be hard almost depressing not having him around with me.
To make me laugh
Smile?
Cheer me up when I'm sad or just too depressed...
I sighed.
To pretend as if I wasn't ever seeing him again?
My mind once again snuck in and I didn't try to deny.
Okay maybe I did like Anand but it was of no use.
He was heading back into his world, the world he belonged and I was staying in mine that was continuously filled of void and lost.
Heck, how do I know if he doesn't even have a girlfriend?
He should.
There is no way the girls in his college wouldn't be going after him.
If I was in his school I would have been the first one to make a fan club dedicated to him while chasing after him like some fan girl.
I shook my head again.
I must be completely mad.
Or probably coming with another fever like last time.
I shuddered.
No don't wish for fevers.
Fevers are bad.
Really bad.
They leave me unconscious most times and...
I just shuddered more trying to erase the thoughts from my mind.
I sighed and when I looked up I was outside our room.
How they heck did I get here?
I must have subconsciously led myself here without me noticing.
I sighed and was going to turn around but I saw Anand still packing and he was busy in deep thought.
I stared at him carefully by using the wall as my shield from him seeing me peeking at him.
What am I? A peeping Tom? I can't even look at him head on?
I chastised myself but I didn't stop staring as he picked up a shirt and turned around to place it in his luggage.
I scrunched up my eyebrow at his luggage.
It wasn't big or huge in any means and perhaps that was the problem as it was overflowing with his clothes that could barely fit into the bag.
His phone suddenly rang and I was startled and all he did was groan.
He picked it up though on the third ring and talked to whoever was on the other end with annoyance.
The call didn't last for long as he cut it short.
I continued to stare at him as he slowly packed...too embarrassed to go in but not really wanting to leave.
So I continued to watch him as he slowly packed.
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I didn't think mama brought more clothes than needed but it seemed she did when she dropped off my clothing two days after I was admitted.
There was too much stuff that I couldn't fit it into my luggage.
I groaned in frustration.
I was more annoyed as Shraddha called and chirped that they were leaving the house and they were all coming to admit me out the hospital.
If I didn't know my sister she sounded a little bit too happy.
If I didn't know my rebellious and cantankerous lil sis it seemed like she missed me.
I smiled at that but the pang of leaving someone behind...Kittu.
Arggghhh!!!!
I stroke my hand through my hair in frustration.
I looked at my side where there was only a dull pain radiating from it and a noticeable scar that in the doctors words "will heal some but will permanent".
I sighed and my eye caught Kittu's vacant bed.
Over the last two days we barely had a normal conversation without her having tests or making some excuse as to having to go somewhere.
I knew she must be embarrassed about what happened and probably still feeling sad about the lost of the transplant.
Yet, secretly I was hoping the shyness and sadness also came from knowing I had to depart today.
I sighed and was going to turn back around to my luggage until I caught hint of a small pale hand.
I arched my eyebrow in confusion and then I turned around more slowly not to miss a hint of brown eyes that were surprised and a wisp of long brown hair disappearing in a hurry along with the small pale hand.
I smiled and slightly chuckled.
I turned fully around and an idea popped into my head.
"Kittu." I called out.
Nothing.
She didn't came out or move and I know she must be embarrassed especially since there were a couple of nurses, patients, families and doctors walking by in the hallway making a confused expression.
"Kittu." I tried again.
But still nothing.
"Kritika this isn't fair I'm leaving and you won't say goodbye?" I said with just the right amount of sadness.
In less than two seconds she came out behind the wall and panicked and alarmed.
I smiled as I saw her eyes filling with guilt, sadness, and something that I could easily identify and replicated but didn't want to get my hopes up.
"Kittu likes you and you like her."
I recalled what Anna said.
Although I wasn't good with girls and most of the time I shied away from the opposite gender but with Kittu it felt normal.
I didn't feel so guarded or clumsy or awkward compared to most girls that usually followed me around on campus or usually confessed to me.
I smiled as she shyly closed the door and inched slowly into the room without looking at me.
She continued with her hesistant movements and the idea I had definitely took root and I was more convinced, more so than ever, to actually proceed with it.
I smiled wickedly as she finally was on my side of the room, with her eyes on the floor, but her cheeks red.
I smiled at how adorable she looked.
I bent down to meet her eyes and she looked at me in shock and turned her eyes away.
I grinned and I felt my cheeks starting to hurt.
It was more so that I was smiling more often with her around that it was unbelievable and indescribable.
I tried again to bend down and look at her new line of direction but all she did was look away.
I chuckled and finally stopped as my side was starting to hurt more so than just a minor dull pain.
I placed my hand on Kittu's chin and raising her face so her eyes would actually make contect with mine.
Her face was flushed a deep red and she tried to look away once more but I wouldn't allow her to.
I couldn't stop staring in her eyes as she stared at me.
I smiled as I bent down and kissed her eyelids and I could feel her eyelashes flutter against my lips.
I drew away and her face became even redder.
"What is this? You blushing over me kissing your eyelids when last time you were the one who kissed me back." I whispered the last part.
She blushed even more and her eyes turned bright and she lowered them.
I smiled and released her chin.
"You have talked so much throughout the time I was here and now when I want to hear you talk you are quieter than a mouse. Maybe because you are finally happy that I'm not going to bother you anymore. That is why you have been avoiding me for the past two days." I pouted sadly while turning my back around.
In less than a second I felt her hands wrapped around my waist and I could feel her weight pressed behind my back.
"That isn't true! I was embarrassed about how broke down in front of you. That is all. I'm going to miss you...you don't know how much I am. My heart hurts knowing that you are leaving..." She stopped.
She must have caught her slip up but my heart seemed to float on cloud nine knowing her admission.
I smiled at her as I pulled her hands slowly away from me as I smiled at her and she blushed knowing her admission.
I felt like teasing her but instead I decided to be honest.
I lifted up her hand, slowly placing it towards my chest and she stared at me in wonderment.
I placed her hand directly over my heart that was beating fast after having her draw so near to me.
"My heart is beating fast but at the same time it hurts. You say I will forget you but how can I forget this feeling that you are causing me?" I said slowly.
She stared into my eyes and another blush crept up her cheeks but her eyes never lost contact with mine nor did she remove her hand from my chest.
I smiled.
"Plus how can I forget you...someone as breathtakingly beautiful as you.." I said while lifting my hand to brush her hair behind her ear that felt soft against my skin.
She smiled.
I kissed her forehead and she lowered her eyes.
"Plus how can I forget such a caring individual who even sings to me when I'm in pain. Someone who seems so caring and selfless." I said.
She looked at me astonished.
"You know about that?" she said.
Without responding I lifted her up and her hand on my chest gripped my shirt as she made a smile screeching sound.
I chuckled and I plopped her on top of my luggage on my bed.
She looked at me confused.
"Yes I do know about it and I also need your help to close my luggage." I said sheepishly.
She looked at me and smiled and finally she laughed.
I smiled as her heard her voice so light and gentle to the point it sounded almost childish and like music to my ears.
I was going to miss hearing her voice and I shook my head at that thought.
Its not like I won't be able to see her again.
But with all the days I have been gone...all the assignment and possible tests or quizzes I have to make up.
Notes weren't a problem as Jas had me backed up but still an actually time I could find to visit would be at most three weeks...even then I was being generous if I wasn't saying it could be done within a month.
Unless I rationed my time wisely I could probably cut it into two weeks but then again I have to catch up on practices and I promised to help Ashish with his school project and I already promised mama and papa to chaperone Shraddha when she goes out with her friends.
I couldn't say no as they were tense after Shraddha and her friends last time was harassed by a group of guys that were teasing and following them around while they were in a mall.
Luckily there was a police officer stationed nearby and was actually being serious about his job and helped escort them out the mall.
I sighed and I noticed Kittu quieted down and was staring at me with her head slightly tilt to the side.
"I'm wondering if you think I'm fat and that is the reason you're asking me to help you close your luggage." She said mildly offended.
I chuckled at that.
"Nope! I entirely just want to see you while I'm packing. I need to completely memorize how you look so I won't forgot when I come back to visit." I said teasing.
She gasped.
"You spent two weeks with me and you don't know how I look?" she said in disbelief and a little hint of exasperation.
"Let's just say a lot of your gender harass me on a daily basis and its continuous so I kind of have blocked out how they look. Its not something intentional but when its more than ten girls...it gets tiring on trying to remember who confront me in the library, in the stairwell, in the canteen, or even while in lectures." I said with a soft smirk.
She blinked and smiled.
"So I was right after all." She said softly.
I think she met that to be more of a thought but it was spoken out loud and I smiled.
"Right about what?" I said while arching my eyebrow.
She looked at me horrified and quickly shook her head.
"Nothing! Its nothing just something that I observed." She said quickly.
I smiled and laughed.
I spotted what I was looking for: my iPod.
It was on her small nightstand and I went there to pick it up and was going to place it in my pocket until something better hit me.
I walked over to Kittu and she looked at me confused.
I smiled.
I placed the iPod in her hands along with the zebra colored earplugs.
"Sorry I was listening to it yesterday and I forgot to place it back...". She trailed off.
I smiled even more.
"No you need as this is now your iPod." I said.
"But...but...but." She stuttered.
"I want you to have something of mine. Plus I have another one like that at home and at least we have the same playlist so we can listen to the same song when I call you." I smiled.
She looked at the iPod and looked at me and the biggest smile came on her face that had me slowly loose mine.
Gosh she was really beautiful, especially when she smiled that it was staggering.
I looked at her, really looked at her and noticed her hair was out of its usual plait that she kept it in, she had on an anarkali dress than her usual pajamas or hospital gowns she needed for testing.
Her hair was fanned out and it reached down to her waist and there was no hiding on how feminie she looked at that I felt a stirring of something possessive stab my gut.
I placed my hands around her face and she didn't draw away but lowered her eyes.
"You're really beautiful." I said softly.
She looked at me and she was redder than a tomato and she stared at me with her mouth half opened.
I ignored that yet softly chuckling to myself.
"But you are especially too beautiful and too cute with your hair down, you look amazing like this and I love seeing your hair down like this...but I have a small request." I said looking at her.
She slowly nodded as she stared at me and her face became even brighter.
"Don't let any other guy see you like this am I afraid that they might snatch you away if they see how beautiful you look."
She was full blown red but she gripped her lips with her teeth slowly biting it that I couldn't help but to press my lips against hers but I had to get through with what I had to say.
"Can you meet this small request I have?" I said while searching her eyes.
She quickly nodded and she mumbled a small reply.
"Yes." She said.
I smiled and was going to kiss her until she put her hands on my chest.
"I'm confused as to why you are making this request? We are just friends right?" she said teasingly but I felt a hint of questioning and vulnerability was layered behind it.
Either of my hands was on either side of her on my bed, close to the luggage she was on top of.
I stared into her eyes as I was hovering above her, close to her lips and she stared right up at me.
I smiled.
"I'm sorry if I didn't say it earlier but I don't see you as my friend...well I don't see you as being a friend anymore." I said huskily and deeply.
I felt her voice catch and breathless as she said her next statement.
"Not as a friend?" she said while staring at me.
I smirked.
"I think you already know don't you?" I said staring at her and feeling her eyes becoming bright.
"I don't know...tell me." She whispered.
"There is no point if you know but since you insist I see you as more as my potential girlfriend than just a friend." I said.
With that I leaned down and placed my lips against hers and there wasn't anything soft or gentle about it.
I glided my lips against her possessively, not aggressive or harsh, but enough to bare a hint of my heart and my feelings that I had for her.
My lips slid against hers and she made small mewling sounds as she tried to kiss me back but I lifted one of my hands to cup her head to stop her from moving around as much.
We continued to kiss for seconds beyond relief, just going back and forth as she tried to take over, spreading her lips against mine but I couldn't just easily give up control.
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I felt the moment his hand cupped my head and I couldn't help but move myself even closer to the pressure under his kiss.
It wasn't like the one's he usually gave when he kissed my forehead that were nothing but soft and gentle.
This was more commanding, demanding, but not hurting and also a little bit of vulnerability underlying it.
My heart was soaring and pumping rapidly after his confession.
He recognized me as woman.
There was no denying it.
I felt afraid that he only saw me as a little kid due to our age difference.
But also because I wasn't the most attractive or prettiest person and I knew they were better options of girls that were on his campus but...
He liked me more than as a friend.
He liked me more as a girlfriend.
He is going to miss me; he is taking that time to make sure I was imprinted into his memory.
I pressed my lips even more to get more contact as he slowly slanted his head at a 45 degree angle that took part of his lips away from mine.
I continued and slightly gasped at the intrusion his tongue was making through into my mouth I could feel my heart pumping and beating almost painfully against my ribcage but I didn't want to stop...I couldn't stop.
His tongue intruded into my mouth and stroked against mine, softly, almost shyly and I was perplexed as to what he wanted.
I never got any further than most kissing scenes in most movies I watched and they state anything about this.
His tongue made contact with mine and flicked it teasingly and I could feel my blood and my body temperature notch a few degrees higher.
But I was confused as to what he wanted but I moved my tongue to meet against his and I could hear a low rumble from his throat and I continued again and I could feel the grip his hands against my head as it tighten, not painfully though.
My hands felt like lead but I raised it to grip his shoulder as I felt more confident as I stroked my tongue against his and I heard another rumble from his throat that sounded more like a growl.
Soon I felt his other hand grip around my waist and I made a sound that I didn't think I could make and I felt myself blush in mortification.
But Anand didn't notice and it didn't seem like he cared if he did as he was too concentrated on trying to catch my tongue with his almost as if he was trying to dominate over it and I was confused as to why but I continued onward.
We continued like this for a minute or so and I was clinging onto his shoulders and my chest was burning as well as my lungs at how long I was wrapped up in the kiss.
I felt light-headed but I didn't want to break the kiss as it was intoxicating.
Especially since he was the first person I ever, ever, ever kissed and more importantly ever kissed like this.
I just didn't want it to end and I could feel myself wrap my hands around my neck as he drew his arms even closer around my waist.
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Pati Patni Aur Panga
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
